Chapter 1831: Laojun

"Kill him. I've seen enough of such stubbornness. Everything has been ruined by this Yin Jiao."

Above the Nine Heavens, the Heavenly Emperor Haotian stroked his beard leisurely and said faintly.

The immortals below did not say a word.

Sun Wukong was stunned by Jin Jiao's plea, but Yin Jiao's attitude made his anger burn again.

He pushed Taishang Laojun, but found he couldn't push him away at all, as Taishang Laojun was still using his immortal power to hold his arm firmly.

"Great Sage!" Taishang Laojun was finally anxious and said loudly, "Do you really want to kill them? Let me do it myself, okay?"

"These two, Jin Jiao and Yin Jiao, ignored the heavenly rules and my previous orders. I will kill these two wicked disciples right now to apologize to the Great Sage!"

Saying this, Taishang Laojun let go of Sun Wukong, and his hands conjured dazzling white light, which transformed into sharp swords.

"Hmph!"

Sun Wukong sneered and said nothing.

Taishang Laojun waved his sleeve, and the thousands of sharp swords shot toward Yin Jiao's location.

In an instant, sprays of blood flew from Yin Jiao's body as the light-formed swords pierced through him, instantly turning his body into a sieve.

"Hehehe, I knew it... How ridiculous."

Yin Jiao smiled miserably, curled his lips, and then breathed his last, falling to the ground.

On the ground, there was a large pool of blood, and a wisp of a white soul floated into the sky.

"Younger brother! Why... why is the life of us lower immortals nothing more than ants in the eyes of people like you?"

Jin Jiao threw himself to the ground, crawling toward where Yin Jiao lay, tears streaming from his eyes as he wailed loudly.

Taishang Laojun, seeing that Sun Wukong still looked dissatisfied, raised his right hand again. White light appeared, his expression turned cold, and he aimed at Jin Jiao.

Just then, Fahai flew over and blocked Taishang Laojun, saying faintly, "They were only following orders. This is all the Heavenly Dao. Why must you kill them all?"

Taishang Laojun stared blankly at Fahai, the light in his hands still dancing rapidly. He turned to Sun Wukong and said, "Great Sage, is your anger appeased now?"

Sun Wukong's eyes showed some shock. He hadn't expected Taishang Laojun to kill his own disciple right in front of him, and with such ruthless means.

He rolled his eyes a few times and said, "I am a reincarnation of a spirit stone; I haven't reached the point where I must haggle with these two little monsters. Besides, they aren't qualified, if not for Yin Jiao provoking me."

"But the problem now is, what about my Second Senior Brother's injuries?"

After Sun Wukong finished speaking, Taishang Laojun fell silent. He truly had no way to heal Marshal Tianpeng's injuries; he knew the power of his own Samadhi True Fire.

The White Dragon Horse, Tang Seng, and General Wujing on Pingding Mountain were all looking at the dying Marshal Tianpeng on the ground. His pained groans seemed to tug at everyone's heartstrings.

As for Jin Jiao, he had lost all spirit. He stared blankly at the corpse of the dead Yin Jiao. The brother he had spent every day with was now unrecognizable, his body covered in blood holes pierced by the sharp swords.

"Is it really like what my younger brother said? Our lives are just like grass?"

Jin Jiao muttered to himself, his expression full of sorrow. ===== CHAPTER 1833 =====